January 18, 2012
Dear Adult Acne:
We need to talk. Like seriously talk. I thought we had a deal.
I thought once I reached the wise ol’ age of twenty-nine that we would part ways. I would continue on with my adult life blemish free, and you would find another human to have pizza parties with. Was that not the deal? I distinctly remember standing in front of the bathroom mirror as a teenager begging you to come to an agreement as to when the breakouts would end. Don’t remember?
To help refresh your memory, I have enclosed a copy of our signed Adult Acne Free Agreement form which states that all of my adult acne should end before I turn the age of twenty-nine. This means you have 39 days to pack up your stuff and head out. Should you have any questions or concerns, please contact my team of lawyers at Proactive Solutions.
Sorry, I had to get that off my chest.
I don’t know what happened this weekend, but I had one of the worst breakouts in years. I thought all of this acne stuff was supposed to be gone, especially before you turned thirty! Geesh.
Anyway, besides dealing with my aggravating breakout, I woke up with a monster of a headache this morning. I am pretty sure I was dehydrated from our skiing adventures
yesterday (it’s a small price to pay to the snow God’s). Before I headed to work, I took three Bayer tablets, but my headache didn’t go away until almost noon. Yikes. Trying to concentrate on a computer screen when your head feels like it’s going to explode like a nuclear reactor at any second just sucks.
Thankfully I felt much better by the afternoon and was able to jog around Wash Park. There’s nothing better than fresh air, sunshine, and beautiful scenery to clear ones mind. Well, when I say clears one mind, I really mean it allows me to think of fun stuff like, what I want to accomplish in 2012.
Yes, yes, I am still working on my resolution list. Is that bad? There are so many things I want to accomplish that when I think about each task it becomes overwhelming and suddenly I feel paralyzed. Does that ever happen to you?
Here are few resolutions that I am pretty sure are going on the list:
– Run the Chicago Marathon
– Take a sauce class at Cook Street
Dinner tonight was an oldie, but a goodie. I am a huge fan of pork chops. I don’t know why, but whenever I cook pork chops I always think of the cartoon Doug
on Nickelodeon. Remember? His dog’s name was Pork Chop. No? Yes? Bueller?
Anyways, dinner was smashing.
Sauteed Pork Chops with Herbs de Provence, Steamed Broccoli (hello resolution), and Fingerling Potatoes.
Now, I am off to scrub my face and read. Peace.